#yautja x trans reader

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Male Yautja trying out a period cramp simulator with his ooman mate

Reader is AFAB but only gender neutral prounons are used. In this reader is someone who currently suffers horrible cramps or has in the past.

Warnings: cursing, period pain simulated

Minors Don't Interact!

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The both of you had gone into market to stock up on somethings your mate couldn't go out and hunt like cleaning supplies and a new pan seeing as you mate had accidentally broken the last one, though you suspected he had been playing with it and was embarrassed that he had broken it... again.

Looking around you smiled seeing a booth selling little knick knacks and trinkets. Nothing really caught your eyes until you noticed a small crowd all watching someone in a chair seemingly in pain as they all looked on in amusement. Raising your brow you watched confused on what wad going on and why they found it so entertaining to watch. Your mate seemed interested too as he started walking over wanting to know what was going on too. With quick steps you struggled to keep up with his long strides, damn him for being so tall.

Approaching the crowd it didn't take you long to find out what was going on. It was a period cramp simulator that the public could try out. People of course were using it to show off how much pain they could endure. It made you chuckle that this was being made into a test of strength because of course. The guy in the chair tapped out quickly after getting to the eighth setting. A few people layed at him and patted his shoulder, you assumed they were friends of his. The person running the simulator, a mass of squirming tentacles looked to you and trilled at the sight of a human. "Come come! Try it out show how a quoman deals which such crippling pain!" They squealed gesturing for you to come up to the chairs thst were set up. This got the crowds attention, they wanted to see how well a human could handle it.

This attention on you from the crowd caused your mate to let out a possessive growl as he put a arm in front of you. He didn't like strangers looking at his mate and he definitely didn't want someone causing his mate pain. "No no it's fine love." You said putting your hand on his outstretched arm. "Let's try it together." You suggested giving him a warm smile, if the two of you hadn't been in public that smile would have made him purr. He had mixed feelings he wanted to show off to his mate but he didn't want his mate in pain. The cheering crowd had little to no effect on him, he didn't care about them, only you. "I can handle it love and if I can't I will just tap out. It's ok." You reassured going on your tip toes to kiss his cheek. He almost slipped up and let out a purr feeling your kiss. Oh how he adored your kisses, he couldn't say no to them. Slowly he nodded his head and walked up to the chairs with you.

His chair groaned at the weight of his body when he sat down. Yours didn't make a single sound. He didn't hide his distan seeing the tentacled alien put the pads onto your stomach, he hated seeing someone touch his mate. You didn't mind but you weren't a fan of how cold they were. Next was your mates turn to get the sticky pads put on his stomach. This was terrifying for the slimy alien to do, they rushed the job wanting to make a little distace from the glaring yautja. Once everything was set up they moved away and gave the both of you a warning before turning the dial to the first setting.

Neither of you had much of a reaction from it. Your mate hardly even felt it and you shown no response to it. You only looked to your mate with a smile before looking back to the operator nodding when the asked if you were reay for the next level.

Still not much of a response from the two of you. It felt like a walk in the park to you. "Heh wish my cramps were this light." You joked laughing softly. You mate raised a brow hearing that. He was curious to know just how bad your cramps were, they couldn't be that bad right?

The third setting he finally started feeling somthing but it was well bellow his pain level. Looking to you he noted that you were still smiling happyily feeling rather giddy at this experience. The crowd were a little horrified and absolutely amazed to see you smiling durning this. Usally people weren't this happy to be in pain.

Fourth setting made your mate a little uncomfortable. Just enough for him to shift lightly in his seat. Still you were just smiling giggling softly seeing your mate shifting. "You ok love? You can tap out if you need." You teased boiling his blood. This was a challenge now, he wanted no he needed to get to a higher seating than you.

His stomach tensed at the fith setting. It was a pain he could handle but if he had to deal with it for a week every couple of weaks it would have ade him pretty grumpy he knew that for sure. Glancing to you he was surprised to see you just sitting there lazily as you smiled as of it was nothing. "I couldn't get past that setting. How do humans do it?" Someone from the crowd whispered to another. You didn't hear it but your mate sure did.

Six? Oh boy ow. Still your mate wasn't backing down nd neither was you. His manbles flared into a smirk seeing you wince for a momemt. He hoped you were about to tap out when you opened your mouth but was taken back hearing you laugh. "This feels like one of my lighter days." You said with an amused tone gaining a few shocked gasped from the crowd.

You finally shifted at seven before getting comfortable again after adjusting. "Still not as bad as it get's." You said taking it in stride. The person who had gone before you was in absolutely shock and horror that not only did a human beat him but did it like a champ. Your mate was irritated he still hadn't bested you but was honestly admiring how well you handling the pain. He was gripping the arm rest so hard it splintered in his hand.

He nearly tapped out at eight holy fuck it hurt so bad. Looking to you his eyes bulged seeing that you were only lightly resting your hand on your stomach. "You ok honey?" You asked letting out a shaky breath. Fuck, he was so attracted to you. Look at you hardly reacting to the pain he was struggling with. His little ooman was so strong and he some how was falling even more in love with you than he was before.

Once at nine he was hunched over holding his stomach tight. "D-do you want to tap out?" The operator asked him gaining a loud growl in return. His dreads surrounded his head like a current. He tried glancing to you but he didn't have the strength to pull his arms away to move them out of his sight. You were simply holding your stomach with a frown as you slowly breathed in and out. The crowd murmuring to each other watching in quiet shock and amazement.

He couldn't, he couldn't anymore he had to tap out at ten he couldn't it was too much. Letting out a pained roar he ripped the pads off his stomach and looked to you. Just sitting there focused on your breathing with knitted brows and a frown. "To much for you?" You asked clenching a arm on your stomach as you gripped the arm rest. The crowd cheered astonished that you made it to ten. Quickly the operator turned it off and took the pads off you.

"It must be broken no way a ooman could do that!" Shrieked the male who had gone before you stomped up to the front of the crowd gaining a growl from the very grumpy and possesive mate of yours. "Let me try the one the ooman used!" He demanded. Shrugging the operator put the pad on him and turned it on. "No to the ten! If the ooman can do it so can I!" He stomped his foot acting like a toddler throwing a fit. "You asked for it." The operator warned before setting it to the tenth setting. Immediately he was on the ground walling as loud as his lungs would let him. This caused the crowd to roar with laughter as the operator quickly turn it off. Stand up the male waddled away holding his stomach greatly embarrassed by the scene he had caused.

Your mate was absolutely delighted by this. His mate was so strong. Moving closer to you he wrapped his arms around your waist whispering praises to you. He bought you so many gifts before the two of you finally went home. The whole time he was praising you on your strength. Definitely looks at you in a new light. Who knew you delt with that much pain so often. He understands so much better now why you snap so much or were unable to walk some days. More worried about you now any time you have cramps, he's gone through the pain and now he knows how you feel, he feels so bad you had to keep doing dealing with it unable to just turn it off. Any time you had cramps he was cooing and pampering you as much as you let him.

[raccoonsrummagerostrum]

Coming out to your Yautja Lover

Yautja x GN! Queer! Reader

Word count: 311

Warnings: Coming out, slight mentions of queerphobia, being nervous

Summary: You come out to your lover and fluff ensues 

A/N: What kind of person would I be if I didn’t at least post SOMETHING for pride month

You were probably more nervous than you needed to be, but that didn’t stop you from being nervous. Your lover was an important part of your life and you loved them, so you had to tell them. But you were still worried about whether or not they would accept you. 

You asked them to sit with you and they followed your command without any question. You started with the classic ‘I need to tell you something’. They asked that it was without a hit of worry in their voice. Sucking in a breath you blurted it out quickly and braced for impact. Your lover simply tilted their head and asked what that meant.

You breathed again and explained it. You explained the definition of it, and then how you experienced it. They asked for even further elaboration, so you explained why you felt the way you did, how and why you had arrived at this conclusion, and even why you felt the need to tell them. They listened intently to all of it, nodding along and asking more questions. And yet they still sensed the discomfort you were in. 

You explained why you were so nervous to tell them. That there were people who did not accept you. Your lover immediately jumped to attacking anyone who personally had a problem with you, but you calmed them. Explaining further that there was a very loud group who were very open about despising you and others like you, and that because of that you have become a bit afraid to talk about it unless you are absolutely sure that the other person is supportive of you. Your lover held you and let you know that they would always accept you no matter how many words you used to describe yourself. They would never waiver, they would never falter, they would always remain yours.

[yautjalover]

This has been on my mind for a minute and I haven’t seen anyone else do it, so here ya go. The scenario both applies to my fellow FtM and MtF folks! Insert yourself where you are comfortable. :)

Transitioning GN Reader x Supportive Yautja GN Mate 🏳️‍⚧️

At some point, you finally decided enough was enough. You wouldn’t hide and pretend to be someone you were not. You came out as transgender to your Yautja mate. Right away they understood, accepting your new pronouns and new gender tag. You were their mate and they would love you no matter what.

Your Yautja makes sure to beat it into those who insist on dead naming or misgendering you. Those Yautja end up in the medical bay seriously injured for daring to trigger you or intentionally cause grief.

They make sure you have clothing that you feel comfortable in. You never have to suffer and feel off by having to wear the type of clothing that’s typically assigned to your birth gender. In space, you don’t have the pressures of conformity that human society demands of you.

If you want to take hormones, your mate will go to great lengths to attain what you need in order to make the physical transition. A few trips to the medical bay and the chief oomanologist will be the quickest solution if you live on the clan ship while your mate hunts. If you live nomadically with your mate, then a few trips to Earth will solve the issue.

Surgeries can be easy given the Yautja’s advanced medical science. You just might be able to have the genitals of your dreams! If nothing else, then your mate will still love and support you, making every effort to keep you comfortable.

Yautja don’t have such hang ups about gender and sex. There are more important issues to get hung up on, so bullying is likely to be pretty rare. If there ever is a problem, then just refer to the first point; your mate will beat the dissenters into compliance.

They will always be by your side. You never have to worry about them leaving you or malicious about your new identity. This is who you are. You are their ride or die. For the rest of your life, you will get the love and support that you need.

[damienisweird]

ahhh i love this, actually crying.

Thank you for writing this, its just what i needed <3

If it's okay, can you have a trans male reader who needs help with changing the bandages after top surgery? And/or needing help. Since you can't lift you're arms up, or you'll rip out stitches

Its fine if you don't wanna do this request, I just thought it'd be wholesome in stuff

Coarse Hands Morph to Soft

Pairing: Mai'tuiudh (male Yautja) x FTM!Reader

Word Count: 2145

Summary: After your surgery, your movements are restricted. Even putting on a shirt is more difficult than it should be. Mai'tuiudh is here, at your side, to be your arms. He's there for you, through thick and thin.

Author Note: I want to state that Mai isn’t being transphobic or anything of the sort. I hope that I nudged towards his thought process enough. He just doesn’t understand. His mind works on the prey/predator/hunter lifestyle. A wound weakens you, makes you stick out and easy food. So he doesn’t understand why purposely hurt yourself to become more like prey. I do like to make my art semi-realistic.

Masterlist

Ao3

At first after the surgery, your mate was both confused and concerned about the whole ordeal. Mai’tuiudh didn’t know how to think about the fact you willingly changed your body. It puzzled him and his hunter brain. Why alter your body, putting yourself at risk for injury and infection? This made you look weak, something a predator would take advantage of.

Altering your body in this extent wasn’t part of his culture or society. When you had told them what type of surgery was happening, he freaked out and fretted over you. But you had sat him down and explained everything completely to him. He knew you preferred to be called by masculine pronouns. It only took him a couple of days to rewire his brain to do that. He still loved you nevertheless.

His concern wasn’t the fact you weren’t wanting to look feminine anymore. But now you’ve come home, weak, shaking, seeming drunk on Cn’tlip. Your friend leaving you to his caring hands for however long it’ll take for you to recover.

That first day, you slept off the drugs lingering in your system. You awoke to find Mai sitting on the end of the bed. A tablet in his hands, back bent at what had to an uncomfortable position. He thumbed the screen, scrolling through the words appearing.

You raised a fist to rub at your eyes but immediately hissed at the pain stinging. A reminder of what you did yesterday. Despite the pain, you smiled, eyes closed with content. It finally had been done.

It taken years of fighting, arguing, and dismissals to find the right doctor who ask if you wanted to this once. Then boom, a date was scheduled, and the surgery was completed.

The bed groaned under the shift of weight. Mai moved to sit at your side, hands cupping your cheeks. “Are you okay?” he questioned. Your eyes slowly peeled open to find your mate hovering over you. His burnt orange eyes were sealed on your face. They flicker between your own orbs. You laughed softly and lifted a palm to hold his lower mandible.

Yet, he sat to far up to reach. Unfortunately. Oh, how would you ever survive without him. “Yes, Mai. I’m alright. Not used to my limited motion now,” you explained and turned your head enough to lay a kiss on his palm. The Yautja’s shoulders sagged. He leaned down to pressed his forehead against yours.

Mai’tuiudh stayed there much longer than necessary but neither of you were complaining. His warmth left once he sat back up. You go to make the same move, albert slower and less delicate. A massive hand was place on your upper sternum. “Stay. I be back,” Mai demanded firmly before slipping off of the bed.

Amused about this new, different side you’ve never seen from Mai, you waited under the sheet for the Yautja to return. His years as hunter silenced his steps despite weight twice your own. He moved about the apartment, just showing up when he passed the open bedroom door. Just a flash of his navy blue skin.

In a reasonable time, Mai returned, arms full of supplies. Stuff that hadn’t been in your apartment before. An accusing look was thrown at the bad blood but he brushed it off.

The items were set at the foot of the bed. He shuffled through them. A water bottle was set on the nightstand next to you. “I’ve been up night, scanning information about… this. You need rest. No moving arms. Can’t shower. Bandages must stay clean. Nausea is possible. Have fizzle… drank and dry, crunchy squares. Those help,” he spewed out and motioned to everything he’s gathered while you slept.

Even though you knew he stole these things, your heart warmed at his determination. Your eyes sparkled while looking up at him. “Mai, I, I can’t say thank you enough.” His acceptance despite not understanding everything mentally was soul-stirring. Your eyes began to water. He stayed up to research the care needed after your surgery. He wanted to help you, protect you.

A grunt sounded from the blue Yautja. His head shook side to side. “No thanks. My mate needs me, I be there for him.” Your arms moved within their limited space towards him. Mai understood what was asked of him and crowded your space.

His weight was minded as he straddled your waist and didn’t dare put any other parts on you. This allowed your arms to reach for his sides. Just enough to give him a half hug. The Yautja purred thickly in his chest and tapped his forehead to yours.

The moment didn’t stay long. Mai untangled from you and stood back at the side of the bed. “Rest. Eat. Stay here,” Mai gave you his three conditions and pointed a firm finger tipped with a black claw at you. You couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face.

“Okay.” Not any arguments from you. He was your caretaker. He won’t let you lift a finger. Not while he was around.

His gaze stayed on you, knowing how you liked to sometimes defy him. This time, you stayed. He grunted and slowly walked backwards out of the room. Those orange orbs of his never leaving you until the wall physically blocked it.

You laid in bed at his order, unable to untense the corners of your mouth. Maybe the recovery won’t be so bad while you had your lover around.

.

After the first two weeks passed, moving became a little easier. For you, lifting your arms higher than your shoulders was still forbidden. Mai was right there for you. He rarely left your side if it could be helped. And when he had to leave the confines of the apartment, it was only to go on supply runs. Then, Mai’tuiudh would be back within arms reach to ensure you healed quickly. His hunter’s mind fretting over how much you looked like prey now. More than usual.

The surgeon had given the go ahead on changing the bandages yourself. This would be your first time. Said doctor specified to have someone here to help you change them. It required you to lift your arms a hair higher than what you’re comfortable with.

Mai didn’t mind. He preferred it to be him. As his years as a bad blood have gained him many, many wounds, he was well equipped to simply change your bandages.

With your butt on the counter, you gazed gingerly at the hardened, navy blue face of Mai’tuiudh. A shirt still hung off of your shoulders, too big for your body. The perfect size. His massive hands were gripping on your thighs while the Yautja peered into your eyes as well.

You leaned up carefully and placed a chaste kiss on the bottom mandible closest to you. The counter offered only an extra couple of inches to reach him. “I can’t thank you enough for your help, Mai.” He chittered quietly, mandibles clicking to each other after the kiss. He rubbed his forehead to yours, eyes closing almost all the way.

His fingers drifted up to graze against the hem of your shirt. A silent ask. You reached down yourself, an action you wanted to do. Your eyes clenched shut, thoughts on the verge of running wild when you felt a hand cup yours. No, you didn’t want to deal with this by your lonesome. There was someone here willing to do anything for your comfort alone.

Together, in tandem, the two of you began to peel the shirt up to reveal skin to the cool bathroom. Once you reached the limited range of your arms, you halted, grasp falling away. But you gazed up into Mai’s burnt orange eyes and quirked the corners of your mouth up. The tiniest of nods given to him.

He finished the rest of the way for you. The shirt carefully pulled off to reveal what you’ve done to your body. This wasn’t the first time he’s seen the bandages but this moment… it felt different. You were going to go further than before after the surgery with him.

His blue form pulled away, his warmth being stolen away. You released a whine and looked at him with doe eyes. He chuckled and rested those large hands of his on your hips. “Can touch wounds now?” he questioned patiently. Mai waited for you.

The lump in your throat was swallowed down. “Yeah,” you barely whispered above your breath to allow him. All of this was just soft, ginger movements and words combined into one. Not even the creaky bathroom fan could disturb the moment growing between the two of you.

After his release, Mai stayed where he was for an extra few seconds. His hands left your hips to cup at your ribcage. He didn’t move when you flinched, lungs seizing up. It was an uphill battle to take another breath afterwards. But, during this whole time, Mai didn’t move. He let you control the pace, being the one in control. Your heart swelled.

Your head dipped. Mai let a hand start to pick at the corner of the tape. It peeled up after the third try. In its bony cage, your heart thundered like a storm in your eardrums. Sharp talons pinched the tape and began to pull it off of your body.

Goosebumps prickled along your skin in reaction. The peeling didn’t hurt, not the way you would’ve thought with a bandage. Instead, it felt strange. That’s what you attempted to focus on instead of what was hidden now underneath. You knew it would take time to learn that the scars would be okay. Only a reminder of what you were once before. This was for the better.

More tape on the same side was removed in the same fashion. Mai took his time with each strip. A hunter knew patience. If they didn’t, they no longer breathe. It was a virtue. A necessary skill to be engraved into each Yautja that comes to life.

Once that side was completed, the tap and soiled bandages in the garbage, Mai’tuiudh stopped. His now free hand returning to its place to cup at your sides.

Slowly, you grasped at his other limb and rested it upon the last bandage to be removed. Mai took the silent permission to continue his pathing.

After the last tape fell away with covering, you shutter at the new cool air brushing against the sensitive skin. “You okay?” he rumbled and placed his foreheat to yours once more. It was a position he found himself in a lot. Not that he was complaining. Just a sign he truly cared about you.

“Yeah,” you hummed, eyes closed. Thankfully, he had you sitting on the counter, back to the mirror that hung off of the off white walls. Your throat bobbed with a heavy swallow. “Does…” your voice died off but Mai waited for you. “Does it look bad?” You don’t know why you wanted his reassurance. This had been something you’ve been fighting for for years. A change, a huge change like this was hard to come to terms with immediately. Like getting a new dog after your last one passed.

One of his thumbs glided across the skin underneath one of the open wounds. “The scars will show your survival,” is his answer. Right. Scars. His culture loved scars. Not that you minded his scars. Though, some did worry you. How did he survive if it looked like his guts were spilled.

“I don’t think I’ll ever accept the scars,” you spoke truthfully to your mate. Said Yautja tensed before making a chuffing noise.

His warmth was stolen away as the hunter stood up to his full height. He towered over you. Predator and prey. “Was this battle?” he asked, voice hardened the best it could with his alien accent.

It took a moment to release what he was getting at. You whispered a ‘yeah’ to him. “Your scars show battle has been won. You won this fight. You survived. Be proud. Wear scars proudly!” Despite being a bad blood, the Yautja still followed some of the codes grounded into his mind as a child. Some morals and thought process like when it came to scars.

If your mate accepted and fought for you, that’s all you needed in life. He didn’t understand a lot of things, like the need to change your looks in this sense. But guess what, he accepted you. He asked questions and went on his way. You smiled up at him with adoration shining brightly in your eyes.

“Okay,” you agreed. Mai’tuiudh leaned down and licked your cheeks, hands grasping at the sides of your head. Everything would be okay. You had your mate at your side, a place he deserved to be.

[benevolentcalamity]

Code: S.O.S [Epil.][Xenomorph x Fem!Reader]

Hey, I'm back, did you miss me? I felt this needed an extension since cliffhanger endings in... Really anything are the worst if there's not gonna be a sequel.

And for you thirsty bitches that wanted monsterfuckery with the Xenomorph - are you okay by the way - you get a one-shot. If it's popular enough, I'll make a full-fledged series. Scout's honor.

Also, I had an anon before that was digging this series. I hope they come back to see the redone Chapter 3. (Yea I think about anons that give me genuine criticism, what about it)

CURTAINS!

"Vitals are stable, and the medicine's been administered. [Last Name], can you hear me?"

Through the shining haze, you find Yutani's face, squinting as even the minute aches in your legs are ground to nothing. As the anesthesia courses through your blood, she tugs a clipboard and writes on it with precision and speed inhumanly possible. Before long she's finished four forms and put the clipboard back aside.

Comforting, her gloved hand reaches and undoes a few tangles in your oily hair. "How are you feeling?"

After a moment your lips manage to part. "... Hungry..."

A soft chuckle, and she pats your shoulder. Looking over to another crew member, she raises her head. "Tran? We're still well-stocked on supplies, right? Please make sure we have some stew, if possible, after the surgery."

"Understood, Doctor." Some footsteps, and your chin is lifted from your head falling to your chest - and the moving equipment.

"Don't look at the surgery, look at me, alright?" She instructs. Once she has your full attention she sighs, relieved. "I hope you don't mind, we managed to clean out the rest of that ship. The Far Reach is lucky, to have had only one of those creatures on it. You're very brave, to have fought it on your own."

Swallowing, you manage a nod. "... Anderson...?" Your eyes are too tired to move.

"Anderson is okay." She accompanies this with a minute glance toward the door. "... We're very lucky we found you so soon. The alien inside your chest isn't big enough to be a risk to your life during the surgery."

You lift your head, and she stops your motion of looking once more.

"... Do I smell bad?" Maybe a dumb question would help lift your mood.

Yutani chuckles deep in her chest, patting your shoulder. "Like you just crawled out of a bonfire on a carrier ship." The jovial tone in her voice helps you relax further, with her eye flickering towards your chest, and then the monitors. "... Here, allow me."

Before you can question her, her hand sets the pen aside, and rests over your eyes. Harshly you drag a lip between your teeth, inhaling sharply. Weirdly no pain, but you feel the sensation of something clinging onto and then being forcefully removed from near your heart. For a moment your chest spasms from the feeing, with a grotesque squelch and a series of hisses to follow.

Right when you can bear the mystery no more, the machine makes a buzz and a few harsh clicks, before something wet snaps in two. By the time Yutani lifts her hand, the machine is beginning the process of stapling and stitching you back together.

"Not a minute too soon." A relieved sigh makes her heave.

"... Have you done this before?" You ask, eyes falling to the process. By her reaction, the worst part of it is over, and you have no reason to really be scared. Apart from, well, surgery being something you'd rather not be awake for.

"Mhm. This was made... shortly after the discovery of the Xenomorphs," She replies. "We're approaching the finishing of backbursters as well."

What? "Back... bursters...?"

"Oh. There's a mixture of Yautja and Xenomorph out there. While few, we must be prepared for every kind we meet." She taps the pen to her brow along this train of thought. "The only way to win is not to meet them, but should we, well, we're prepared now."

The intercom beeps, both of you raising your heads. An instinctive wish to not be alone has you reaching for Yutani as she retreats to answer it.

Pressing the button, she clears her throat. "Yutani."

"Yutani," Tran's voice rings through. "A call came in for you. It's her."

"Right, send her through." A few seconds after Yutani's go-ahead, her phone rings. In one quick motion it's at her ear. "Hello? Yutani speaking." Then her lips curl upward. "Yes, she's awake and stable - being stitched up as we speak."

Her eyes flicker to meet yours, and the assurance calms you once more. With a nod and a tacit farewell, she passes the phone to you. Swallowing, you pray you don't sound raspy.

"Hello? [Last Name]."

"[Last Name]. My name is Ripley. Ellen Ripley." Her voice carries strength and resolve, like she had fought a thousand battles and remains who they made her into. "Do you have time?"

"Yes, absolutely. It's nice to meet you, Ripley."

[looseratinthegarage]

Be as specific as you want! If you want another part of something pls ask, it rly helps with motivation :)

What I will write:

EVERYTHING

Be as gory or sexy as you want :)

What I won’t write:

Hardcore rape

Who I write for currently:

Yautja (Predator)

Master list (always updating)

Yautja Ocs

Muahrou pt-1

Dahk pt-1

Young Dahk

Ankoan pt-1

Tuuk pt-1

Works and Requests

Telling the slashers they have a nice tushy

How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o

Country boy pt1

Country boy pt2

Domestic Bliss pt1

Domestic bliss pt2

First kiss with the slashers

S/o who takes full advantage of being in a relationship with the slashers

Y/n being down bad for bubba

Yautja reacting to S/o’s cute aggression

My random yautja HC

My random yautja HC 2

Calling them pet names for the first time

S/o wanting to help

Rz Michael Myers as a new papa

Thomas’s S/o wants to kill a tourist that was a past abuser

Big titty goth gf/bf

Small titty gf/bf

Slashers helping y/n through a panic attack

Freddy’s exhausted S/o

Cynical S/o

Vampire S/o

S/o who talks to themself

S/o addicted to Halloween

S/o with red soap

Slashers comfort reader after fight

Pup sitter s/o kicks xeno ass

Puppy crush

Puppy crush pt 2

Puppy crush pt 3

Puppy crush pt 4

A surprise twist at the space outpost

Male wife of a yautja

S/o getting their period pt 1

Art

Chaos and Quality

Memes

“HES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE”

“Michael no-”

Simps fighting

The ultimate monster fucker

Pain

Woof

Dramatic ass

Disappointment of the family

Luda Mae What

RZ Michael ily

Uncle Monty’s a nerd

You merely adopted the dark

[monstersandmaw]

Monsters & Maw Masterlist - Part Two

Since I appear to have maxed out the number of links in a single post, here is the continuation of my Masterlist.

I’ll format it in the same way, that being chronologically, rather than by monster or reader ‘type’, and the rating (sfw/nsfw) will be added to each part/story.

Newer stories at the bottom. Be sure to check the original post (not just reblogs) for updates!

Masterlist Part One here.

Masterlist of Shorter Stories and Drabbles here.

Male werewolf x female character (Gabe & Odessa) Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw), Part Four (sfw), Part Five (sfw), Part Six (sfw) Part Seven (sfw), Part Eight (sfw), Part Nine (sfw), Part Ten (sfw), Part Eleven (nsfw), Part Twelve (sfw), Part Thirteen (sfw), Part Fourteen (nsfw), Part Fifteen (nsfw), Part Sixteen (nsfw), Part Seventeen (sfw), Part Eighteen (v. light nsfw), Part Nineteen (nsfw), Part Twenty (nsfw), Part Twenty-One (nsfw), Part Twenty-Two (season finale, sfw). Gabe’s POV between seasons (sfw)

Male orc x male character (Victorian era fantasy) Part One (WIP, posted on Ko-fi)

Male merman x reader (nsfw)

Male mothfolk (Elis) x male reader (very light nsfw at the end)

Female selkie (Meg) x female reader (sfw)

Male each-uisge/sea kelpie (Rhion) x reader (sfw) *Mermay*, Part Two (changed to cis female reader) (nsfw)

Male wyvern (Askaen) x male reader (nsfw)

Male dragonborn (Yrdan) x trans female reader (nsfw)

Male dremora (demon) x female character Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw), Part Four (sfw), Part Five (sfw), Part Six (sfw), Part Seven (sfw), Part Eight (sfw), Part Nine (nsfw)

Male yeti-shifter dad x reader Part One (sfw), Part Two (v. light nsfw), Part Three (nsfw)

Male goblin (Gil) x gn reader (nsfw)

More below the cut

(old) WIP Male vampire x female character - Part One (sfw)

Male goblin x gn reader (nsfw)

Male witch x male goth (non-monster romance story) ‘Like Moon and Tide’: Part One, Part Two, Part Three (v. light nsfw), Part Four (nsfw), Part Five (Final, nsfw)

Male cerberus boyfriends x gn reader Part Two (nsfw)

Male scarred werewolf (Rhett) x female reader Part Five (nsfw)

Male ‘yautja/feral predator’ inspired alien x gn reader: Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw), Part Four (sfw), Part Five (sfw), Part Six (nsfw), Part Seven (nsfw), Part Eight (sfw), Part Nine (sfw), Part Ten (sfw), Part Eleven - final (nsfw)

Male yautja x gn reader (implied poly) (sfw)

Female ghost x gn reader (sfw)

Male scarecrow x gn reader (sfw)

Dragon Heart (non romance, dragon & human story, sfw)

Male drider pirate captain x gn reader (mild nsfw)

Male orc (Guthlak) x gn reader (light/fluffy nsfw)

Male sharkman (Titus) x male reader (nsfw, light D/s undertones)

Male fox spirit (Rowe) x female reader (nsfw)

Male werewolf (Beorn) x trans male reader (nsfw)

Male werewolf x male human (3rd person POV) (nsfw)

Male uruk hai x gn human (sfw)

‘Protector’ - short story featuring a male gargoyle and a female witch (sfw)

Female vampire x nb/gn reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Male naga x nb/gn reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Male swamp monster x female reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Male dragon x trans male reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Female drider x female reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Male vampire x male reader (sfw) (drabble)

Male swamp monster x nb/gn reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Female vampire x female reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Male bugbear x male reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Non binary tiefling x plus sized female reader (nsfw) (drabble)

Female knight (Vika) x lady (Elayne) - Part One of an abandoned WIP (sfw)

Werewolf farmer (Rowan) - Stardew fic, WIP extract (sfw)

Laces for a Lady - poly shifter romance story set in 18th century smuggling Cornwall, with a male bucca (eel monster) and a male selkie and a female human. Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw), (bonus Locryn & Ned chapter post Chpt3, sfw), Part Four (sfw), Part Five (sfw), Part Six (sfw), Part Seven (sfw), Part Eight (sfw), Part Nine (light nsfw)

Snowfall - m/m/m poly story (elf, vampire, lich). Part One

Male gnoll (Cade) x gn reader (nsfw)

Male orc (Rhuarc) x female character - Part One (sfw)

Male dullahan (Pumpkin) x gn reader (sfw) (commission)

Male orc (Rhokann) x gn reader (light nsfw) (commission)

Male drider (Feluän) x trans male reader (nsfw) (commission)

Male dragon x male knight (3rd person, nsfw) (commission)

Male centipede alien x transmasc nonbinary reader (nsfw) (commission)

‘Changing Tides’ - male human ‘cursed’ into merfolk body (no romance, sfw)

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Date updated: 09.07.2024 - UK date order: Day, Month, Year

[whiskehorange]

Queue

Inbox: (102)

Holden, Wendy C., & Bill fluff

Jiraiya crushing on taken reader

Calling Candyman for help

Anton's s/o getting captured

Will x immortal s/o

Thomas, Michael, & Brahms' s/o kissing Dr. Phil cutout

Will autism HCs

Will fluff

Platonic Will

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez's s/o w/ PTSD

Danny x shinning reader

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez x suicidal s/o

Telling Merrill you're pregnant

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez x previously self-harming s/o

Holden NSFW

Bill x sad s/o

Holden x nurse s/o

Greg crushing on someone opposite of him

Wendy, Bill, Holden, & Greg dating HCs

Greg x quiet, new detective

Bill & Holden's s/o bringing them lunch

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez's s/o getting into an accident

Morticia & Gomez x depressed s/o

Norman x sadomasochist, male s/o

Jareth x depressed s/o

Will x mute s/o

Norman, Herbert, Thomas, Yautja, Morticia, & Gomez's s/o having a miscarriage

Norman, Herbert, Yautja, & Danny x infertile s/o

Norman's s/o loving him in a suit

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez x submissive s/o

Jareth, Morticia, & Gomez x mischievous s/o

Auditor NSFW

Slasher x squirting s/o

Thomas Hewitt stuckage

The Collector stuckage

Hexxus' s/o working in an autoshop

Pinhead & Auditor's s/o w/ congenital insensitivity

Michael NSFW

Pinhead, Norman, & Bishop x oblivious, male s/o

John x stubborn s/o

Yautja x werewolf

Platonic Addams

Lizard NSFW

Lydia introducing you to the Maitlands

Gomez x depressed s/o

Lizard freebie

Anton's pregnant s/o being targeted

Pyramid Head reacting to s/o having a wet dream

Jiraiya catching you reading Icha Icha

Pinhead & Auditor x Prince of Hell

Candyman x Mexican s/o

Michael x immortal s/o

Jiraiya hurt/comfort

Yandere Will

Otis & John NSFW

The Maitlands letting you see them

Domestic Lester

Dating Merrill HC

Merrill NSFW

Hannibal & Will x witch s/o

Platonic Will

The Man, John, & Otis NSFW

Bubba, Thomas, Billy, & Stu's male s/o doing sweet things for them

Will x tiny s/o

Wendy T. x female s/o

Yautja's male s/o w/ scars

Hannibal & Will x tall s/o

Jack, Candyman, & Herbert x trans s/o NSFW

Doom Head NSFW

Domestic The Man, John, & Doom Head

Hexxus crushing on a witch

Pinhead, Hannibal, Pyramid head, John, & Vincent x shapeshifter

Jealous Hannibal

Hannibal, Billy, Stu, & Michael x plus size s/o

Luigi, Jareth, Bubba, Hannibal. & Tiffany x trans s/o NSFW

Eddie, Chris, & Trager x humanoid s/o

Graverobber, Yautja, Shilo, Nathan, Morticia, & Gomez's friend making them a pie

Morticia x kinky s/o

Anton going to his ex wife for care

John & Herbert x short s/o

Michael's s/o providing mask materials for him

Nick & Yautja x selkie reader

Giving Will a massage

Will x anxious s/o

Graverobber, Tiffany, Michael, Bo, Luigi, & Pavi x oblivious s/o

Hannibal eye fucking

Pinhead doing human activities

Amber x fem s/o

Jealous Graverobber

Tiffany x Charles' younger sister

Graverobber's s/o teasing him with zydrate

Will dirty talk

Jareth x insecure. plus size s/o

Freddy & Collector breeding kink

Bishop NSFW

Bishop x netomophobic s/o

Adjusting to life with Lizard

Michael & Jason x hitman/woman s/o

Danny x caring & understanding s/o

Drafts: (7)

Michael x nurse pt. 2

Hoffman rough, kinky NSFW

Jealous Beetlejuice

Ex platonic Rose x reader x platonic Danny

Nick x bright s/o

Wendy T. NSFW

Herbert pegging

[hard-to-be-the-bard]

Masterlist :)

My updated Masterlist 

Slashers:

Otis Driftwood:

Heat Exhaustion

Tattoos

Nerd Reader

Bubble Baths

Trapper:

The entity

Bubba Sawyer:

Flat S/O

Asa Emory:

s/o who helps him

Deaf!Mute reader

Short Reader

Soulmate Name AU

Bubble Baths

Body Swap!

Vincent Sinclair:

You’re my favourite piece of art

S/O defends him in front of Bo

Reader who talks down about themself

Soulmate Scar AU

NSFW

Chubby Reader

Clingy s/o

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

AFAB Reader SMUT

Bubble Baths

First meeting

Reader on her period

Bo Sinclair:

S/O who bursts out crying

Soulmate Scar AU

Bo with calm s/o

S/O who wears his clothes and pretends to be him

S/o with djungelskog

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Disney

Bubble Baths

Flat S/O

Snow day

Thomas Hewitt:

Chubby s/o 

First Words Soulmate AU

S/o with djungelskog

Clingy s/o

Tackle Hug

Heat Exhaustion

Protected

Marriage?

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Disney

Bubble Baths

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Flat S/O

Lester Sinclair:

Reader who talks down about themself

Long Fic: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Chubby Reader

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

Shaved Legs

Nerdy reader

12 Days of Lester Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

Poly!Ghostface:

Ray of sunshine S/O

Chromeskull:

Short Reader 

Body Swap!

Pyramid Head:

Day at the zoo with S/O head canons

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Reader on her period

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Snow day

Michael Myers: 

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O 

Half Sister

First Words Soulmate AU

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Snow day

Billy Loomis: ”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand 

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

Stu Macher:

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

S/o with djungelskog

British Reader

Flat S/O

Carrie: ”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand 

Carrie going to prom with S/O who finds out about the blood prank

Trans!Male Reader

  Jason Voorhees:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand 

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Jason X Reader Part 1:The killer at camp crystal lake

Chubby Reader

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Snow day

Brahms Heelshire:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Half Sister

Shaved Legs

Gunslinger:

Picnic by the train tracks 

Patrick Bateman:

His clothes

Halloween Songs

Body Swap!

Nubbins:

Halloween Songs

Sherlock

Mycroft:

Deduce 

Gremlin Meme Wife

Quiet S/O

Christmas

Short S/O

Snowday

Kidnapped

Greg Lestrade:

Stress

Messages Slight NSFW

NSFW

Christmas party

The Witcher:

Jaskier:

Touch Starved S/O

S/O who gets injured saving him

Different reality meme gremlin s/o

S/O who defends him

Wedding

Married and Kids

Modern!Jaskier

Snow day

Geralt:

Snow day

Lambert:

Snow day

Hellboy

Nuada:

s/o beats him in training

Soulmate AU

Autistic Reader

Cuddling

Marvel

Bucky:

Modern Reader: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Sam Wilson:

Lazy Day

Loki:

Loki with touch starved s/o

Hannibal TV:

Hannibal:

Collapsing reader

Spicy Food

Deadpool S/O

Thanksgiving

Body Swap!

SMUT

Will x Reader x Hannibal

Meme Gremlin S/O

Being hit on Hannibal x Reader x Will

Affections Hannibal x Reader x Will

Avoidant Attachment S/O

Snow day

Margot Verger:

Protected

Meme Gremlin S/O

Will Graham:

Will Graham x s/o

Short s/o

Thanksgiving

Dating Will Graham

Sub!Will SMUT

Baking Reader

Stutter

Body Swap!

Cuddling

Deadpool!S/O

Will x Reader x Hannibal

Meme Gremlin S/O

Non Binary Reader

Being hit on Hannibal x Reader x Will

Affections Hannibal x Reader x Will

S/O with huge dogs

Snow day

Catching stray dogs

Peaky Blinders:

Thomas Shelby:

Modern!Reader Part 1 Part 2

John Wick Series:

John Wick:

Modern!Reader Part 1 Part 2

Meme!Reader

Star Wars:

Hux:

Force Sensitive Reader

Other:

Molag Bal X reader

Yautja:

Chubby Reader

Stretch Marks

Hobbit/Lord of the rings:

Lindir:

Being taught Elvish

Fili:

Wedding night NSFW

Human Reader ANGST    PART 1         PART 2

Kili:

Pregnant Reader

Aragorn:

Injured

James Bond:

Le Chiffre:

NSFW Headcanons

Sugar Baby headcanons

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Female Yautja x Trans Reader During a Period.

Thank you @silverclawz for some of thr great ideas for this one all suggestions are greatly welcomed.

Reader is afab but it's trans or nonbinary no prounons used though.

Minors do not interact

Warnings: blood, swearing, aggressive behavior

If I missed any please tell me

Writen on phone light spell checking but things might fall through the cracks sorry.

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Female Yautja

She was with you from the start, you had finally come to the realization that you were trans a little while after starting your relationship ship with her. Being there before you started transitioning she saw how absolutely horroble your period's were. Especially if you had endometriosis. She was absolutely horrified seeing you curled into a ball screaming in agony from the pain.

Every time this happened she would always craddle you in her arms trying to sooth you with her purrs and praises. If they got really bad she would bring you to her ship so she her medicines on you, even bring you to one of her doctors if it was really bad. She hated seeing you in so much pain but it really did make her see just how strong you were going through that esch and every month.

So when you start to transition she immediately thinks the period's have ended. She doesn't seem to grasp the concept that you have to be approved by a therapist AND a doctor to get on testosterone or have a hysterectomy. She thinks because you have declared you are no longer female that it will simple stop. That's why she absolutely panics when you have your first period after telling her your trans. She thinks something else is wrong there's no way you can be on your period your not a girl.

Wanting to do everything for her tiny ooman mate will rush you to her ship so she can get ypu to the healers thinking your dying. Words won't work right now she can't her you over her growls, she's not growling at you honey don't worry she's growling at the situation and at herself.

Once at the healers she demands they fix the problem immediately, she still doesn't understand it's only your period again and the healers are very confused but get to work anyway.

After she will be so embarrassed about how she acted, comfort cuddles for you both are absolutely needed. She'll purr as she gently nuzzles your face with her mandles. When your on your period she is much softer to you than she normally is, she knows how bad it is for you and just wants to show her support and make things easy for you. If you don't live with her on her planet then she'll bring things from her home. You'll wake up covered in the pelts of animals she had killed to keep you warm and safe. If you let her she'll feed you all your meals and bed. She'll dot on you even more than normal. This is a big deal as yautja males are the ones doting on the females and the other way around. She loves you so much that she will break the social norms for your comfort.

Get ready for the best baths ever she's pulling out the whole bath kit and absolutely spoiling you woth it. You'll smell like flowers from her planet for weeks before the scent fades, your skin has never been softer. She was very happy about that part, she couldn't get her hands off you constantly wanting to touch your soft skin. She always pulls her fancy bath kit out when your on your period for a special treat.

She'll spoil you more when your on your period but she'll also be far more possessive of you durning this time. Even more so if you live with her on her planet. You give of pheromones of needing to be breed of course males will be sniffing around. She's far more aggressive around this time constantly working on protecting her ooman mate. This is a good opportunity for her to show off how strong she is and how well she can protect you though. Please watch her beat someone up for you, she'll be purring in your arms after her victory.

[raccoonsrummagerostrum]

Yautja x trans reader

Word count: 491

Warnings: transitioning, minor mentions of hormones and surgeries, minor transphobia

Summary: you are trans and your yautja lover supports you

A/N: in honor of me starting HRT today, I wanted to write this for myself and all the wonderful, beautiful trans folks out there 💝

From the very beginning your yautja had no problem seeing you as you are. Even if your egg hadden't cracked or you deliberately hid it, they could tell. So when you did come out, they adapted very easily. Using the correct name and pronouns were no issue. What did puzzle them was why this was such a big deal.

You explained that for many people, and for a long time, being trans was very much not exeptable. This more than anything else confused the hell out of them.

"You oomans have more to worry about than this." This is true, but you explained that it's the same reason that they should never underestimate a ooman when hunting. They are extremely dangerous when they feel threatened.

As you begin your transition, changing your name, pronouns, hair, and clothes, your lover doesn't quite grasp what's happening. But once you explain that its all in service to help you feel more like yourself, then they're completely on board. They will do, get, or avoid anything you ask, no problem. They just want you to feel loved, and supported, and safe.

But even with a loving, supportive partner, transitioning is still scary and difficult. They'll be with you as much as possible. And though the mushy ooman stuff is difficult for them, they will do their best to hold you when you cry, to love you when its hard, and to celebrate your accomplishments.

If you want to medically transition than you and your lover are very thankful that they're ship has a oomanologyst. She doesn't specialize in gender affirming care, but she has no problem learning. Though most of that will be reading studies from ooman doctors and other oomanologysts. And your lover us there. Every dose of hormones, every surgery, everything.

If you don't medically transition, your lover is still there every step with you.

Their won't likely be any problems with you being trans among the other ship mates, but if there are your lover will shut that shit down immedietly. In fact if anyone gives you a hard time about it, or worse. They will react accordingly. They will not stand for anyone making you feel bad about who you are. Even if their your friends or family your lover will stand up for you 1000% of the time

Any insecurity you have will also be swifly dealt with. Any comments you make about dysphaoria will be combated with affirmations that the feature in question acctualy workes to your favor. This offten results in redeculus, but sencear attempts to cheer you up. You are theirs and they are yours.

Your yautja loves you with the fire of 10'000 suns, and will use that power to worm you, and to burn your enemies. They will love you for who you are and nothing less. And every day that goes buy you look more and more stunning, and more and more like yourself.

[bi-e-ne]

Monthly Reading List #May’18

Hello there!

Another month is gone and it’s about time again for my monthly recommendations! I really love to share these amazing stories from unbelievable talented writers with you! It’s always a blessing for me to collect it!

So, tomorrow is the day of the day: I’ll start my new job in a nearby hospital. I’m nervous and excited and just can’t wait because it’s damn time after three months of doing all but nothing!

Though, that’s not really true. I did something: I found out that I not only love to read fanfiction, but also write fanfiction on my own. But since I’m an absolute beginner in writing and furthermore English isn’t my first language, I’m struggling a bit.

So, I thought maybe I give a call to all these amazing readers and talented writers out there and maybe find one or the other I can tag and help me improve my writing? It doesn’t matter if you help me through reblogging, liking, feedbacks or even being a beta. Maybe you can challenge me with requests? I can use any help that is offered and I would really, really, really appreciate it! I mean, simple as it is, it’s learning by doing ;) But without being aware of my mistakes how should I improve then? I really hope to learn from all of you out there, because writing is really fun and even if I can’t see in the future and don’t now yet how my new job will influence my writing, I want to keep doing it!

But before I’m boring you, this is enough of me. Now enjoy the following list and cry, laugh and be happy with it like I was! Until next month ;)

Avengers

James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

A Second Chance Part 1 | tbc @acreativelydifferentlove

Assembling @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Attention! | We don’t talk anymore... | Dangerously. | How Long? | Done For Me- @221bshrlocked

Balconies and Libraries @acreativelydifferentlove

Bashful Creatures Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 @buckymcbuttfacebarnes

Bring it on! @prettyyoungtragedy

Bucky, the Vampire Slayer - Masterlist @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Coffee and Texts @bolontiku

Come Back to Me @until-theend-oftheline

Emotions Part 1 | Part 2 @buckimagines

Focused @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

“Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.” @oriona75

I`ll Always Be With You My Love @storiesofthefandomlovers

I Need You @theimpossibleg1rl

Jealous @buckybarnesxreader

Late Nights at the Office @after-avenging-hours

Lets Play @acreativelydifferentlove

Love is For Children Part 1 | Part 2 @sebseyesandbuckysthighs

Mean Girls @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Mixed Signals @captainrogerss

Moonlight Swim @moondancewrites

Now You’re Mine @theimpossibleg1rl 

Rehab Rewards Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @teamcap4bucky

Romeo and Juliet Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | tbc @spidersholland

Safe House @acreativelydifferentlove

Save the Last Dance for Me @captainrogerss

Sharing Masterlist @promarvelfangirl

Spring Fever @acreativelydifferentlove

Sunshine & Motor Oil @erisjade

Talk Dirty to Me @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Tell Me How @jamie-leah

Thin Walls @jamie-leah

Trepidation Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @cumonbucky

Unrequited @justsomebucky

What Did You Just Call Me? @cleolemonfanfiction

Wavy @papi-chulo-bucky

Steve Rogers

A Restless Night @221bshrlocked

Can We Save Us @captain-ariel-barnes

Cloudburst - Masterlist @samingtonwilson

Five Minutes with Steve @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

Infatuated @sebastixnstxn

No More Apologies @4theluvofall

“Rescue” @bolontiku

Size Perfect @sarahp879

Surprise Welcome @until-theend-oftheline

The Boy From Brooklyn @captain-rogers-beard

Too Long @justreadingfics

“Trust me, I love you.” - Bumps and scrapes | Open wounds and Blood | Stitches and blood transfusions @prettyyoungtragedy

Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

jealous @flightofthefantasies

Lesson Learned @floatingpetals

Movie Night Part 1 | Part 2 @loveisfriendship

Two for One Master Post @captain-rogers-beard

Stucky

Bait With a Punch @until-theend-oftheline

Dreams Come True @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

It’s A Date @until-theend-oftheline

Just Enough Time @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Morning after @prettyyoungtragedy

The White Palace Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @angryschnauzer

Thor

Sparks Fly @acreativelydifferentlove

Winterhawk

464. @winterhawkkisses

“Here, let me.” @winterhawkkisses

What do they do when they can't sleep? @winterhawkkisses

Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness? @winterhawkkisses

“You’re hurt” @clintbartonruinedmylife

Hawaii 5-0

Steve McGarrett

Daddy’s Girl @amarabliss

Things Fall Apart Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | tbc @amarabliss

Priest

Vascar

I’ll Be Gentle @bookcaseninja

Star Trek

Five minute ficlet @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

James T. Kirk

Imagine Jim being nervous about your date @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy

Among My Stillness @outside-the-government

Plaid and Jeans @iguess-theyre-mymess

Student Loans - Masterlist @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

McKirk

Anything Like Me Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | tbc @pinkamour1588

Are you done sulking? @haveyouseenmymind

Diagnosis: Love @goingknowherewastaken

Don’t bite the hand…(That jerks you) @pinkamour1588

First Impressions are important @haveyouseenmymind

Little Things @pinkamour1588

Night Blues @haveyouseenmymind

Our Forbidden Love @jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets

Plausible Attraction @goingknowherewastaken

Ten years @auduna-druitt

The Incident @haveyouseenmymind

Things you never said @southernbellestatues

things you said after you kissed me @lovelyleonard

Together @yallneedtrek

McKirk x OCs

Ready or Not Part One | Part Two | tbc @auduna-druitt

Supernatural

Fledgling Furor @crispychrissy

My Stack @crispychrissy

Sweet Karma @crispychrissy

Valentwins @crispychrissy

Castiel

Learning to Fly @crispychrissy

Dean Winchester

A Ruff Few Days @crispychrissy

First Day @crispychrissy

Just Me @crispychrissy

Magnolias in the Country @carryonmywaywardcaptain

Talk to Me @crispychrissy

Two Birds with One Song @crispychrissy

Sam Winchester

Actions and Words @crispychrissy

Crazy = Genius @crispychrissy

It’s Greek to Me @crispychrissy

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[yaut-jaknowit]

Little specific, but an autistic trans-masc reader with vic’tao and uihoy? maybe a little bit of a breeding kink? I think it would be cute with them trying to figure out why their mate keeps making too much or no eye contact at all, keeps suddenly jumping up and down, and what the scars under their chest is

The Eyes are the Window to the Soul

Pairings: Vic'tao (Male Yautja) x Autistic!Trans-Masc!Reader x Uihoy (Male Yautja)

Word Count: 1616

Summary: The two Yautjas are playing their chess-like game with you paying attention. It’s confusing to be honest but you try and its fun to watch them play. When Vic’tao checkmates Uihoy, you jumping excitingly and cheer on the younger Yautja. This is a usual sort for you but Uihoy finally brings up the question. The average ooman’s he’s seen don’t do that. During the entire time, you make direct eye contact with him.

Author Note: Nothing wrong with being specific! I hope I wrote this the way you wanted and didn't step over any lines.

Masterlist

Ao3

On a console in the cockpit, the two Yautjas you’ve grown to learn and love sat in their designated chairs. Serious, thinking expressions were pulled upon their faces. It was cute to be honest. A peaceful smile was etched onto your features as you admired the two.

The yellow Yautja with blue stripes grunted and moved a piece across this game board. Uihoy scoffed and easily countered with his own pawn. A very complicated game of chest that wasn’t all on one board. Parts of the board were vertical and intersecting with other vertical or horizontal pieces.

For the time being, you stood off to the side and watched quietly, learning. It was the smart way to play. Once you learned their tactics, you could join in on their turf. One day, you could possibly even beat them at their own game.

Vic’tao flicked his tongue out then proceeded to swipe off three of Uihoy’s pawns. Your jaw dropped at an incredible move then you jumped excitingly on the balls of your feet. A smug look washed over the yellow Yautja’s face while he looked at his other mate. “The old man can’t learn new tricks,” he snarked and leaned back in his chair, arm resting at a ninety-degree angle. “That such an old play that I bet your ancestors know.”

Despite anger being a normal reaction for Uihoy to fall into. All the purple Yautja did was raised a brow at his Yautja mate. “So, that’s how this going to be? Got one taste of victory and suddenly Vic’tao has gone feral,” Uihoy grunted and rolled his bright eyes. “Like the same way when little hunter allowed for Vic’tao to breed. One taste is all it takes.”

The spit in your throat nearly got sucked down into your lungs. You coughed and stared at the older male in disbelief. He’s become bolder with that statement as evidence.

A snarky look was thrown your way from Uihoy as he played his turn. Yet, it didn’t even steal any of his pawns back nor any of Vic’tao’s. A useless play in your mind.

More rounds of swapping plays and pawn alike occurred over the course of another hour. Interested to learn more, you stayed captured into the game. You decided to sit down between them on the ground and watched from below. Either of them attempted to coax you into their lap but the floor won. Neither took offense. If you didn’t want to, you didn’t need to. There was nothing wrong with that.

Somewhere during the game, Vic’tao requested a pause. The two agreed to stop for now. A pout crossed over your features as you watched as Vic left the room.

With the game paused, you shuffled on your knees up to the console and pointed to a spot on the boards. It was a darker spot. “Why is this place darker than the majority of the circles?” you asked then looked over your shoulder at Uihoy, eyes directly staring into his without moving.

Said Yautja scooted until only his butt was on the edge of his chair. “Well, if a pawn lands there, said pawn transforms into a…” he trailed off, mandibles pulling tight to mouth, thinking. Must be a word that was difficult to translate over or might not even have a translated word. It was about one-third of Yautja and English that don’t mix happily together.

He hissed then looked at you a little lost. “Would it be similar to a pawn turning into a queen?” you offered to him, hoping he knew the basics of human chess. “A queen is one of the most powerful figures on the board.” You decided to add that piece of information, so he hopefully understands it.

Uihoy snapped his fingers and pointed at you. “Yes! Practically,” he exclaimed then glanced at the board then back at you. Your eyes still on him, watching with rapture that he found slightly strange. He didn’t understand why you felt the need to look into his eyes whenever you were speaking with him. Same with Vic’tao. He almost had the heart to tell you that’s a challenge in Yautja body language. But, you were only ooman.

At this point, the cockpit doors slid open to reveal Vic’tao returning. Not empty handed though. Three waterskins and a bowl of fruit. Your favorite fruit. You immediately got to your feet and started to bounce with your arms in the air.

The bowl was handed to you with a waterskin. You sat back down on your comfortable spot on the floor and resumed your attention back on the game. Uihoy was given one as well and thanked the yellow male with a soft head bump. Vic returned to his chair and took a sip from his drink, body lax.

Both hunters resumed their game with vigor, ensuring they each didn’t lose ground in this battle. One would capture three pawns only to lose two of their own, vice versa. Then, they were able to steal back their lost pawns.

A give and pull game that could take weeks with two highly skilled players such as these two to finish it.

The fruit you were gracious given slowly disappeared over the course of three hours. Every once in a while, your two mates would sneak one for themselves. You’d playfully crinkle your nose at them when they proceeded with snatched a treat. They’d treat it as a game so they didn’t get caught by you. Like the hunters they are, they were nearly successful each time.

Later, at the end of the day, the three of you were winding down for the night. The usual of brushing teeth, changing of clothes, taking a shower or bath if you felt the need.

With your shirt off as you cleaned your teeth, Vic’tao came up behind you in the reflection of the mirror. His large hands palmed at the side of your ribcage. The much larger figurer leaned down to lick the shell of your ear. You watched him passively through the mirror even as one of his claws ghosted over the two noticeable scars that lined the bottom of your pecs.

You shuttered against Vic and slightly tensed. The male read the room swiftly and let his hands fall from that spot. He tilted his head and looked at you through the reflection before. “What are those scars from? They look purposeful?” he questioned and rubbed his cheek against yours, eyes soft. You had the opportunity to opt out and set up a boundary about that. But he’s one of your mates. Any knowledge you share with him will be kept safe.

Through the mirror, you find his eyes again. “They are from a surgery I had,” you answered at first ominously. You reached behind you for one of his hands and held it close. “I used to have breasts… but I didn’t like them. They didn’t match the body I was meant to have. So, I had them removed.” Your grip on his hand tightened. Vic’tao carded his fingers through yours and returned the gesture.

“Now, I feel more like who I’m supposed to be. I feel… safer, freer. This is the body I was meant to have.”

There wasn’t many who you’ve talked about this with. You could count on one hand all those you’ve told this story to. That includes the medical physicians you were forced to relay this story over and over until you could get this surgery.

Behind you, Uihoy made an appearance and strolled over to the two of you. The purple elder nudged his cheek bone to yours in a soft, loving greeting. You knew he had heard your words as well. Them and their incredible hearing.

“We adore you and whatever you decide to do. We love and care for you no matter what, our little mate,” Vic’tao chittered into your ear, taking words he knows Uihoy would love to say. Uihoy was happy Vic could translate his words for you into proper English. “You are ours, till the end of time, till our hearts stop beating. We will be here for you.”

Your body filled with the need to bounce as you kept direct eye contact, flickering between the two of them. Somehow, you refrained from doing so.

The love the two of them held for you went beyond anything you knew of. Never in your life have you experienced such adoration from anyone. “I’m incredibly lucky to have ever met you guys,” you whispered, careful not break the soft feeling that’s been created.

Uihoy was the first to smile pressed his closed mandibles to your cheek. “Let’s go to bed.” With your free hand, you grabbed Uihoy’s and lead the two of them to the shared bedroom. The same bed you’ve shared countless times before.

Like the giant he is, Vic’tao settled down and took the majority of the space until Uihoy kicked him. Vic grunted and scooted over, still on his back. Both of his arms and legs spread eagle, again, dominating all the room possible. You rolled your eyes and watched as Uihoy curled up to Uihoy. Last but not least, you maneuvered your body between the limited space they offered to you. A perfect place for you to squeeze into on your side, facing Uihoy.

The purple Yautja threw an arm, over you and cuddle you close to his form. You tucked your curled wrist under your chin and snuggled close to Uihoy’s warm body. Vic’tao slithered his closet arm from underneath your curled body and wrapped it as well around your torso. Both Yautja having a firm grasp on you.

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Yautja x trans read on period part 2

Looks like I'm making three parts cause I got some great suggestion's for a male yautja from @empressnarria that I just had to write, than you for the amazing suggestion. The next part will be a female yautja.

Same warnings as the first part but of course I'll add them to this one.

Warnings: blood, swearing, bones, period,

Like always

Minors don't interact!!!

This like the first part is just a whole lot of fluff from your yautja mate.

Formated on a phone, sorry if it looks wonky on different devices. Not spell checked, I'll fix any if anyone finds them.

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Male Yautja

Having cravings your mate can't get from his planet? He's flying off to earth to get you anything you want to eat and extra just in case. If your craving different stuff and ask him about those when he gets back he'll sigh and march right back into his ship to get that too.

He will want to try what you get though, it must be good if he had to go all the way to earth to get it, it was worth it though to see how happy you were he would do it again of you asked him. When he tried your chocolate icecream that seemed to have more chocolate added to it than possible he reeled back holding his head. It hurt! Why were you eating something that causes pain!? He was so confused when he heard you laughing at him, he looked like a kicked puppy as he held his head. You had to explain to him that eating ice cream to fast causes brain freeze and it will pass.

He won't eat ice cream again not trusting it. However he wouldn't say no to a little if you spoon feed him it.

Now if you have a meat craving that he can get on board with he'll jump up and race out the door to go hunt the biggest thing he can find to bring back to you. He'll be a little disappointed that you ask him to cook the meat first but then remembers oomans can't eat raw meat like he can. He won't complain about it again.

Every time your on your period he'll make a nest of pelts and pillows, your not allowed to get up he's snuggling you and pampering you the whole time.

If your being extra snuggly when you get junk food craving that you can only get from earth he'll whine lightlgly not wanting to stop cuddling you but he'll get up and go, your his special little mate, he'd fight the sun for you. If space had speeding laws he'd break each one rushing to and from earth to get you your junk food.

Having bad cramps? He's cooing softly as he gently places his warm hand on your stomach applying a small amount of pressure. Expect lots of kisses and nuzzles until your cramps pass you by. He feels awful that you have to go through this, he worries he doesn't do enough. Please tell him how much you appreciate him big scary alien men need praise and appreciation too.

Bleeding everywhere and feeling awful about it? Don't worry, he got scared the forst time he smelled your blood but now he's used to the scent. It's odd how sweet is smells compared to normal blood. He kinda likes it? He doesn't want to admit that though in case it embarrassed you. Any spilled blood he'll clean it up no problem don't worry about it ooman mate he got this.

Anyone sniffing around because if the sweet blood in the air quickly gets a growling male in the face. Will fight anyone to protect his little mate in a time of weakness.

He may have read a few ooman articles to learn more, apparently it helps oomans to swear to deal with pain? Maybe try cursing? He has no idea what most of these words your saying it but it seems to be working? No idea what a cock sucking mother fuck is but you sure did say it a lot.

Chocolate and teddy bears seem to be a thing that helps according to this ooman document. He doesn't trust the chocolate ice cream any more but he'll get you other chocolaty things. Fruit is good for oomans, chocolate covered strawberries seem like a good idea. Getting you a couple new stuffed animals he'll present them to you as if he had hunted them. He was delighted when you happily took the items.

Sense your laying around in bed all day you wouldn't mind if he cleaned his trophies in the bedroom then right? He claims it's so he can be there if you need his help but he mostly wants to show off his trophies. If you comment about the skulls while snuggled in the stuffed animals he gave you with a heating pad, though he's jealous of the heating pad, he'll be delighted if you talk about his trophies. Talking is good, talking means your not dying, please don't die on him. He knows your period won't kill you but they way you act some times makes him think your about to die.

If you cry at all because of your hormones he will panic. He has no idea what to do. Pulling you into his chest he'll burry your face in his plump chest. Oh you stopped crying, that's good, why are you kneading his chest though?

If you have a couch and tv at his ship or home at his planet expect lazy cuddles while watching tv. Cooking shows are boring to him he prefers raw food anyway. Now reality tv that he likes, he likes it even more when the petty people on the tv start fighting each other. Don't tell him it's all fake he won't understand and he'll get confused.

Oh no you bleed though onto your favorite comfy pants and the bloods not coming. Please don't cry he's rushing out to earth to search every for at least five more pairs for you. Don't worry he'll buy you as many as you need. He won't through the ruined pants out, he'll still keep trying to get the blood out if it held meaning to you. If he manages to get the blood out he'll present it to you so happily his hard work paid off.

If you ask for a pet while on your period he's going to any planet he needs to go to for it and will present it to moment he gets back. He couldn't wait he wanted to see the look of joy on your face, it was worth it. Might get a little jealous if you give the pet more kisses than you give him. Please give him more kisses.

[just-some-trans-nobody]

Yautja x Trans reader during a period.

Actively suffering from cramps so this is very self-indulgent. Reader is implied to be a Trans man or Nonbinary but no prounons will be used. Just some big old fluff. I know at least one other person has done this idea so I'm not taking credit for it at all.

It's fluff but Minors don't interact!! This blog is not for you!

Warnings: talk of periods, bleeding, crying, cramps, swearing. If you think I should add more warnings let me know and I'll add them.

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Male Yautja

He first notices somthing is wrong when he saw you wince from across the room. Not sure if it was one of those random ooman pains or something serious, he's not taking a chance oomans are so fragile. Of course he asks about it wanting to know what was wrong with his little mate. You were confused it was just some stomach problems nothing to worry about.

It wasn't nothing, over the next few days he noted that you were wincing and grabbing your stomach more often. Not only that but your behavior was different, you seemed more irritated or sad at the flip of a coin. He watched you cry over a commercial about soup. Even though he noticed a lot of strange things going on he didn't bring it up again.

That was until he smelled the faint sweet smell of blood comming from you. Rushing to your side he immediately looked you over for wonds. Confused you asked what he was doing, he was even more confused that you hadn't seemed to care. He once saw you whine for hours because of a sore hang nail. Explaining to you he smelled blood he noticed your face change from confusion to realization.

"Oh it must be that time of the month." The nonchalant way you said that had him absolutely reeling.

You just bleed once a month???

And not die??

Holy shit his heart is pounding, he's worried as hell but also some how more in love knowing how strong his mate is to not be bothered by bleeding every month.

He soon realized that it wasn't something you were unbothered by when he found you curled up in a ball whimpering and crying due to the shere amount of pain you were going through.

This doesn't change how he feels about you though your still so very strong in his eyes and he's more than willing to help you during this painful time. Your his mate after all he wants to help.

Picking you up off the floor he brought you to your shared bed and tucked you in. Following your orders he grabbed some food, a pain pill, your heating pad though he thought he could do a better job than the pad could, and absolutely anything else you told him to get.

He's by your side constantly and anything you said in the angry part of your mood swings bounce off him. He knows your suffering and lashing out he's not affected by it. Honestly he's more worried when your sobbing and whimpering when holding your stomach. He had no idea that oomans delt with this, he feels pretty bad.

Surrounding you in pelts and stuffed animals he comforted and cuddled you when you allowed his touch. Even when you bleed through and onto the bed he cleaned it up and changed the sheets out. Each time you tried to apologize for bleeding he shot that down telling you it wasn't your fault and he's a hunter he baths in blood for fun this is nothing to him.

Purring he'll cuddle you for days until the cramps stop and the blood dries out. He'll cuddle you a few days extra for good measure, that and he loves cuddling you. His big warm hands on your stomach definitely was a great help with your cramps. If you had stopped using your heating pad in favor of using his hands instead he's so very smug about it flashing prideful smirks to the pad before going back to snuggling.

He will comfort you every single time you have your period. If he's out hunting and you have your period he's kicking himself for being gone unable to comfort and help you. Secretly he'll plan his hunt around you having your period so he can be there to comfort you every time. He's gotten good at telling when it will start soon, you have tells even if you don't notice them all. Your an open book to him, he likes that though he knows exactly how to take care of you.

Expect many many kisses. If he can cook the foods you like then he's cooking for you constantly. Anything to make your life easier for you.

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Should I make a second part with a female Yautja?

[raccoonsrummagerostrum]

perhaps one where our yautja just got their gender affirming bottom surgery and it falls on us, their human beloved, to take care of them?

Yautja vs Bottom Surgery Recovery part 2

Trans!Yautja x GN!reader Reverse Comfort

Word count: 1528

Warnings: mentions of surgery, anesthetic, and bandages. Yautja in pain, and injections

Summary: Your trans yautja lover must go and stay on their host ship for gender affirming bottom surgery, and subsequent recovery. Luckily they have you to take care of them (to the best of your ability)

A/N: AAAAAAAHHH This is SUCH a cute idea! This came out a bit longer than I expected, but not in a bad way. So… Here we go!!

The decision to get bottom surgery was one that your lover did not take lightly. It meant taking several weeks off of hunting. It meant willingly submitting to the care of others. And it meant they would need to stay on their host ship for a while. But every time your lover looked at their body, they couldn't stop their gaze from drifting downward. They knew they could not continue the rest of their life like this. Thankfully they had you with them. 

Your presence helped to put them at ease. They always felt stronger when they were with you. However, they were worried about you on their ship. So about a month before the surgery your lover took you onto their host ship for dinner, to meet their elder and some members of their clan, before staying the night (Stay tuned). That really helped to quiet their doubt. 

The day of the surgery came, and you followed them through the woods to where they hid their space plane. Once again they flew you through earth's atmosphere and up to their host ship, docked safely in earth's orbit. Once again it was dreadfully hot on the ship but this time you were more prepared. 

You and your lover were greeted by the surgeon and guided though the ship to the infirmary. Your lover and the surgeon spoke to each other in their native tongue, though you did pick up the gist of it. Once arriving at the ship's infirmary you and your lover were settled in a room and waited for the anesthesiologist.

Despite their big tough nature there was one thing that still scared your lover. And that was being vulnerable. Especially around their own kind. They didn't have to worry about you. You couldn't hurt them even if you tried, not that you ever would, but being vulnerable with other yautja was a different thing entirely. They began to worry, their mind swirled with ways this could go wrong. You could see the way their muscles tensed, and the way their mandibles twitched and knew they were stressed. You propped yourself up on the comically large and tall bed, needing to stand on your toes just to look your lover in the face. You pressed a hand into their chest and slowly rubbed in small circles.  

"It's ok," you spoke with absolute serenity in your voice. "You have survived so much in your life, and you will survive this just fine." A shudder rippled through their body as your kindness shocked their system. But soon enough they relaxed again. They took a few uncannily long and deep breaths before placing their hand on top of yours. 

Shortly thereafter the anesthesiologist came in and put your lover under, before taking them to the operating room. You were instructed to stay where you were and wait. As you did, the clan elder stopped by to visit. She was just as regal and imposing as she had been a month earlier at dinner. She shared in the earthly custom of small talk before presenting you with a wrist gauntlet. Your lover had taught you to read and write yautja so you had very little trouble using it. And it was youngling sized so it fit you well. The elder told you that this would help you around the ship. It would open doors, turn off and on the lights in a room, and control the temperature. There was even a map. Something you were especially thankful for. You expressed your gratitude, and with that the elder left you. 

Not long after the surgeon returned. As he pulled the bed back into the room you noticed your lover was still asleep. Once the bed was back in place he sat with you and went over the recovery procedure. You would need to watch your lover carefully to ensure that they didn't have any tearing along their scar. And in order to keep the scarring down it was imperative that they keep movement to a minimum for the first few days, which meant you would need to pick up their meals from the mess hall and bring them to your lover's chamber. 

Once your lover awoke their apprentice showed up to take you two to your lover's room. The apprentice helped your lover into their bed and left the two of you to get settled in. 

Your lover was wiped after the surgery so they immediately fell asleep. You made yourself comfortable. A little too comfortable. You didn’t realize you fell asleep until your wrist gauntlet buzzed. You popped it open, and once you deciphered the lettering you realized that it meant dinner was ready. Your lover was still passed out, so you pulled up the map and went to grab it. You soon found the trays, the food, even the silverware were incredibly heavy. You would have struggled to carry just one of the trays back to your lover's room, let alone both. Thankfully the clan Elder was looking out for you and offered you a cart. It was jarringly low tech given the setting, but you wouldn't complain. Once you returned you gently woke your lover. To no avail. You rolled your eyes and climbed into the nest bed with them. With one hand on their face and another tangled in their locks you tried increasingly invasive methods of waking them up. Almost to the point where you felt guilty. That guilt immediately evaporated though, when their eyes opened, and their stomach growled. 

They attempted to maneuver out of bed, but a sharp pain between their legs stopped them in their tracks. Your empathetic ooman heart couldn't help but feel their pain. You encouraged them to stay in bed, and helped them sit up. You tried and failed to lift the heavy tray to your lover, so you just pulled the cart close to the bed and ate off of that. 

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If nothing else this was a lesson in yautja biology. It was also a lesson in patience and learning to live in extreme conditions, but mostly yautja biology. You have gotten to see more of your lover's body than ever before. Walking them to and from the bathroom, helping them to keep themselves and especially the scar sight clean, and easing any pain they had via injection allowed you to explore more of them than they had previously let you. At first they were shy as they always had been, but your innocent curiosity, and endless adoration put them at ease. You had no concept of yautja gender, or yautja sex for that matter. All you knew was that your lover felt more at ease now that the surgery was over

You did worry though. Your worrying was something that your lover had gotten used to. They understood that it was just the way for your prey oriented brain to keep yourself alive and safe. But they didn’t like you worrying about them. They hated the thought that anytime they were away for a hunt that you were back home worrying about them. There was nothing they could do to stop you though. Every time they moved you worried, every time they tried to stand you worried, even as they slept you couldn’t stop yourself from worrying. 

Your fears did fade as time went on though. Three day cycles later, the surgeon made a room call to remove the bandages, and to assess the results. With the amount of confidence you had instilled in them, your lover could hardly wait for you to see the finished product. You didn’t have much of a reference for what it was supposed to look like, but you still thought the results were beautiful. It was only out-shone by the look on your lover's face as they beamed with pride. 

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Two weeks after surgery your lover was cleared to return to earth, which you were both very happy about. Speeding back down to earth in the space plane your lover was desperate to get back to the comfort, safety, and familiarity of your couch. But in their haste to get back they ignored their body and pushed past their limits. You could hardly stop them from falling as they doubled over in pain. For a moment your lover was scared of your reaction. They knew that if they had shown this kind of weakness back on the ship, they would be ridiculed for it. But you were as calm as possible, despite your worry. You asked if they were ok. Your voice was even and free of malice or smoke. You were eternally gentle. That was one of the things they loved most about you. 

The rest of the walk home was slow and easy. Making it back, your lover b-lined for the couch, and all but collapsed. It was already past dark, you two had eaten dinner on the ship, and it was thoroughly time for bed. You grabbed a blanket and got cozy with your lover. You both knew that there was more recovery ahead of you. But you would face it together. And you two could face anything together.